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When I patrolled we had a rescue that involved scaling a 10ft ice wall with no ice gear, climbing up through thick steep icy trees to get to a guy who had broken multiple ribs, his pelvis and had major impact injuries in his legs and sides. He was in a spot that was so freakin tight, pinned between trees and on such a steep exposed pitch I wasn't sure how we were going to get him out. Thank God I had my pull saw in my pack, I had to cut out about 12 saplings and small trees to even get a sled in there but while I was furiously sawing, he started going into shock. I have never sawed so frantically in my life. I thought my tricepts were going to fkn blow off from sawing as I watched him start convulsing and go from responsive to seizing and his wife started freaking out with like 3 trees to go for a path to get him out.
Most terifying minutes of my life. I thought we were going to run out of time trying to get him out of there. Saved him though, and he was totally cool too- ended up being a cop who donated like $1500 to patrol and sent us all a huge thank you for saving him. He even said he had no idea how we were going to get him out of there.
My two happened recently. I have been staying the week out at Steamboat with my family and just yesterday I was with my brother out on Pony Express and I was filming him and he fell completely off a 20 ft. cliff. Atleast it was pretty deep powder and he only got a pretty bad bloody nose but he was laying down for about 10 minutes and I thought he was knocked out.
Another time I was in Lower Mavericks and I way overshot the jump because it wasn't as soft as the other day I did it and landed on the flats and it hurt a lot, but I was still standing, so I was fine.
Skiing gracia ridge at Revy, buddy and I notice a dip to the left that hadnt been touched. Overwhelmed with stoke to slay some pow, we obviously follow the freshness. Everything is awesome until we just see nothingness, and trees on the flats about 200ft below. Shit. We stopped, looked over the edge, its atleast 60ft down and the runout is moguled to shit. Sending was not an option. So we unclick (very veeerry carefully) hike up to look for a place to drop in. We find a waterfall followed by a chute about 300ft above where we wound up. We were above and on the skiers left of the chute and had to air 10-15 ft into it then slam on the brakes to not hit the opposing wall. Defs the most I've scared myself skiing.
We learned, if a well skied area doesnt have tracks in one particular area, there's a damn good reason for that.
